Luoz made a welcoming gesture, "Please have a seat, Mr. Zheng."
All four of them sat down. Zheng Haoyu sat on a sofa alone, while Yixin, Yiqiao, and Luoz sat on another. The seating arrangement clearly signaled the divisions. Zheng Haoyu could only scoff sarcastically.
Now that everything was revealed, he was the biological father of the children. However, as the saying goes, the favor of rearing is greater than the favor of birth. The years of separation had not only made Yixin and Yiqiao not recognize him, but also had made them much more distant. He intended to make amends, but didn't know where to start.
After a moment of silence, Zheng Haoyu broke the ice, "Mr. Luoz, I have been separated from my children for many years and haven't fulfilled my responsibilities and obligations. If it suits your schedule, could I take the children out to play sometime?"
